...absolutely RAWKS! There...that's my little bit of girl-love for this blog out of the way!

So i'm sitting in my brand spanking new flat with my rooooomie. Picture the scene. It is 2129, RB is sitting on the right side of the room on a chair with her feet on the Poof. RD is sitting on the left side of the room on the couch, with her feet on the table. The lights are dimmed, the TV is off, our curtains are semi closed. No, i'm sorry homies, this is not the start of Rhona's Erotic Stories.... we are both sitting earphones in watching some online television. YES you guessed it...we FINALLY got internet in the flat! So we can finally be anti-social but social a the same time! How awesome! I did fail to mention that we are both drinking flutes of Champagne aswell as it is RD's birthday today. Internet on her birthday...I couldn't have planned it any better, eh! What a good roooomie I am!

So, I've just listened to Britney's new single, 3. Is anyone loving it as much as me? Not so much the lyrics or melody, but the track is pretty addictive and it had my foot pretty much tapping away as soon as it kicked in so that can only be a good thing. But then, now I come to think of it, my foot pretty much taps at anything with a beat (its the musician in me!) so maybe it's not such a good thing afterall!

Ya'll know how I've got a balcony in my flat (is it "in" or "on" my flat? I've just typed, deleted and re-typed about 3 times and I still don't know), well where my chair is on the right side of the room, I have a pretty good view of all the flats across the grass (my block is in a semi circle with grass in the middle) and I can pretty much see right through from one side to the other. Of course, that means they can see us, but hey...we don't think of it that way! We have already made up names for our delightful neighbours and as the days pass you will no doubt hear about them. To be completely honest, I can sort of see how people can become stalkers, or obsessed with their neighbours!

We have two young lads directly across the way whom we have nicknamed Chandler and Bing (yes I know that's not right, but there is a story behind it). Chandler rides he bike home from work and looks to be pretty straight down the line. Bing, on the other hand, looks a bit rougher. He smokes and (shock horror) has had a girl on his balcony! It is quite worrying that I know this. The problem is that when we get back from work, which is usually around the same time, we get in, grab a drink and go and wind down on the balcony....is it really my problem that they tend to be most active when we are out there enjoying the moment?

We also have Screech above us. At the moment he likes the dance version of "Bad Boys" by Alexandra Burke and most nights he can be found prancing around his balcony screeching (yes, I said screeching) at the top of his lungs and might I say, a tad out of tune! We thought that someone had Singstar hooked up to a PA system, but no, he just has an incredible set of lungs. I must correct my technicality here...it is not even Screech's flat...it is his boyfriends. You wonder how I know this? Ha! I must not reveal my sources.

So, I come to the end of my blog. Phew I hear you say? Don't worry, i'll be back with another instalment soon. If you're lucky, I'll introduce you to Mr and Mrs Clause and their Elf-child.

Rhona out.